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Uncle Wiggily on The Flying Rug 

or 


THE GREAT ADVENTURE ON A WINDY MARCH DAY 


HOW MR. LONGEAR’S SHOWED THE PIGGY BOYS HOW 
TO BEHAVE AT SCHOOL 
also 

NURSE JANE’S PUDDING IS DELIVERED TO MR. BOW WOW 


TEXT BY 

HOWARD R. GARIS 

Author of THREE LITTLE TRIPPERTROTS and BED TIME STORIES 
PICTURED BY 

LANG CAMPBELL 


NEWARK, N. J. 

CHARLES E. GRAHAM CO. 

NEW YORK 



IF YOU LIKE THIS FUNNY LITTLE PICTURE BOOK ABOUT THE 
BUNNY RABBIT GENTLEMAN YOU MAY BE GLAD 
TO KNOW THERE ARE OTHERS. 


So if the spoon holder doesn’t go down cellar and take the coal shovel away 
from the gas stove, you may read 

1 UNCLE WIGGILY’S AUTO SLED. 

2 UNCLE WIGGILY’S SNOW MAN. 

3 UNCLE WIGGILY’S HOLIDAYS. 

4 UNCLE WIGGILY’S APPLE ROAST. 

5 UNCLE WIGGILY’S PICNIC. 

6 UNCLE WIGGILY’S FISHING TRIP. 

7 UNCLE WIGGILY’S JUNE BUG FRIENDS. 

8 UNCLE WIGGILY’S VISIT TO THE FARM. 

9 UNCLE WIGGILY’S SILK HAT. 

10 UNCLE WIGGILY, INDIAN HUNTER. 

11 UNCLE WIGGILY’S ICE CREAM PARTY. 

12 UNCLE WIGGILY’S WOODLAND GAMES. 

13 UNCLE WIGGILY ON THE FLYING RUG. 

14 UNCLE WIGGILY AT THE BEACH. 

15 UNCLE WIGGILY AND THE PIRATES. 

16 UNCLE WIGGILY’S FUNNY AUTO. 

17 UNCLE WIGGILY ON ROLLER SKATES. 

18 UNCLE WIGGILY GOES SWIMMING. 

Every book has three stories, includingf the title story. 


Made in U. S. A. 



Copyright 1919 McClure Newspaper Syndicate. Trade mark registered. 
Copyright 1920 , 1922 , 1924 Charles E. Graham & Co., Newark, N. J., and New York. 




1 One day in March, Nurse Jane bought a new rug, and Uncle Wig- 
pilv helped her take it home to the hollow stump bungalow. “If you 
Ldn’t helped me 1 never could have carried it,” said the muskrat lady 
housekeeper. “My! how hard the wind blows!” Uncle Wiggily could 
feel it on his pink, twinkling nose. “The wind is getting worse! ^he 
shouted. “Hold the rug. Nurse Jane! My hat is blowing off my head! 


































2. Uncle Wiggily let go his end of the rug and reached up to grasp 
his hat as it blew off his head. But the wind was so strong that it 
filled the tall hat like a balloon, and lifted the bunny rabbit off 
his feet. “Uncle Wiggily! Help me!” cried Nurse Jane, as she felt 
the March wind beginning to raise the rug and her with it. But the 
bunny rabbit gentleman was having troubles of his own. Just look! 
























3. Unde Wiggily heard Nurse Jane’s cries and knowing that if he 
wished to save his housekeeper he would have to let go his hat, he did. 
Away it sailed, and then up in the air went the rug, taking the muskrat 
lady with it. “Come along. Unde Wiggily!” shouted Miss Fuzzy 
Wuzzy, “I don’t want to go adventuring alone!” The bunny hopped 
along until he grasped one corner of the rug. “Pull me up!” he begged. 













raft in the air, and caught hold of Uncle Wiggily. “Up you come!” 
she cried. “We’re sailing away on a regular voyage!” “That’s right!” 
agreed Uncle Wiggily, twinkling his pink nose very fast. “Mind your 
bonnet, Janie! It’ll blow away.” The muskrat lady said she'had it tied 
by a string so it couldn’t. “How will we ever get down ?” she asked. 















S. At last Nurse Jane pulled Uncle Wiggily up on the rug, and there 
they were safe for a while, at least. “But what is going to become 
of us?” asked the muskrat lady. Uncle Wiggily did not answer. He 
seemed to be looking at something in the air. “What is it?” asked 
Nurse Jane. “It looks like Mrs. Twistytail, the lady pig,” the bunny 
rabbit gentleman answered. “It must be a strong wind to blow her!” 













6. The wind blew harder and harder. All at once it blew Mrs. 
Twistytail along so that she was directly over the rug on which wera 
sailing Uncle Wiggily and Nurse Jane. “Quee! Quee!” cried the lady 
pig. “Oh, this is terrible!” Nurse Jane whispered and said: “It will be 
if she falls on us!” Uncle Wiggily twinkled his nose again. “She 
would be a good anchor to bring us to the ground,” said the bunny. 






















7. “If you can fall in between us, Mrs. Twistytail,” called Uncle 
Wiggily to the lady pig, “you will bear us to the ground.” The lady 
pig tried, but she missed the rug and fell on some hay. “Oh dear, we’ll 
never get down!” sighed Nurse Jane. “Yes! Yes!” cried Uncle Wig¬ 
gily. “Mrs. Twistytail struck on some hay and she’s bouncing up! 
She will land on us yet and weight us down so that we can land!” 








8. “Mrs. Twistytail! Mrs. Twistytail! This way if you please!” 
called Nurse Jane, when the lady pig, lovely and fat, was up in the air 
again, above the rug. “Fall here, Mrs. Twistytail, and you’ll help 
bear us to the earth!” Mrs. Twistytail squealed: “Quee! Quee! I’ll 
do my best,” she grunted. And down she fell, landing on the sailing 
rug, safely between Uncle Wiggily and Nurse Jane. Down they went! 











9'. *‘If s a good thing you landed here with us, Mrs. Twistytail,” said 
Nurse Jane, as the pig lady fell softly on the rug. “It’s a good thing 
I didn’t alight on a church steeple!” grunted Mrs. Twistytail. “Oh, 
I never felt such a wind in all my life!” Uncle Wiggily said he was 
glad the pig lady happened to drop in. And then down to the ground 
went the rug with a bump. “How jolly!” laughed the Squiggle Bugs. 





And if the lemon squeezer doesn’t pinch the rubber ball and make it squeal like 
like a little pig having his face washed, the next pictures 
and story will tell how 



THE OLD FOLKS THINK IT’S EASY TO 
BE VERY GOOD IN SCHOOL. WELL; UNCLE WIGGILY 
TRIED IT, BUT BROKE NEARLY EVERY RULE. HAVE A LOOK! 




















1. One day, as he was hopping through the woods, Uncle Wiggily 
met Curly and Floppy Twistytail-coming from school with their books. 
“Why are you so late coming from school?” asked the bunny. “We 
were kept in,” grunted Floppy. “For being bad and having fun,” 
squealed Curly. “Tut! Tut!” scolded Uncle Wiggily. “You should 
be good in school. Tomorrow I’ll go to school and show you how.” 











2. The Lady Mouse Teacher said she would be very glad to have 
Uncle Wiggily come to the Hollow Stump School and show the animal 
boysandgirls how to be good. So the bunny gentleman, next day, took 
his place at one of the desks. But you know how it is—Jackie Bow 
Wow couldn’t help trying his new bean-blower. “Zip!” went a bean on 
Uncle Wiggily’s nose. Right away Uncle Wiggily fell like a boy again. 


























3. “Oh, zippie!” whispered Uncle Wiggily out loud when he felt the 
bean sting him on the nose. “I’ll fix you for that, Jackie!” Then, 
forgetting he was there to show the pupils how to be good, Uncle 
Wiggily threw his wet sponge straight at the doggie boy. “Uncle 
Wiggily, I am surprised at you!” squeaked the Lady Mouse Teacher 
“Why did you do th'at ?” But Uncle Wiggily wouldn’t tell why he did it. 




























4 ‘/ril ask you to come up and sit in the front seat, Uncle Wiggily,” 
squeaked the Lady Mouse Teacher sadly “You said you wanted to 
come here to show my pupils how to be good in school, but you are 
cutting up worse than any of them ever did.” So the bunny gentleman 
took his place in the punish seat. But Still he wouldn’t tell that Jackie 
had first hit him with a bean. Uncle Wiggily was a “SPORT,” I think. 





















5. “Now that Uncle Wiggily sits where he can’t play any more of his 
tricks,” squeaked the Lady Mouse, “we shall go on with our lessons.” 
But while she was at the blackboard, Billie Wagtail, the goat, fasteaed 
a feather on a long stick, and, reaching over, tickled Mr. Longears. 
This was more than the bunny could stand. He turned around and 
Oh! he gave Billie such a look! And then something else happened- 




































6. Being tickled by a goat’s feather—1 mean by a feather the goat 
boy had—was too much for Uncle Wiggily. “Billie, I’m going to tickle 
you!” laughed Uncle Wiggily in his jolly voice. Then, forgetting all 
about being in school' the bunny snatched the stick away from Billie 
Wagtail and poked him in the ribs. “Oh, Ho! Ho' Ha! Ha!” laughed 
the goat. “Uncle Wiggily, I’m surprised at you!” squeaked the Mouse 


































7 "Why did you tickle Billie with that stick, Uncle Wiggily ?” asked 
ihc Lady Mouse’ Teacher. ‘‘Oh, because,” answered the bunny. And 
that was all he would say. He wouldn’t be a tattle-tale and tell on 
Billie. No, indeed! "I’m sorry, but I shall have to ask you to stand 
in the corner,” said the Lady Mouse. "I am afraid you aren’t doing 
my children much good.” So Uncle Wiggily stood in the corner. 



















































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8 All of a sudden, just as the Lady Mouse was going to ask the 
Kindergarten Class to sing, there was a noise at the door and in burst 
the bad old.Skillery Scallery Alligator with the double-jointed tail. 
“Oh, my goodness!” squeaked Miss Mouse “Don’t be afraid,” bel¬ 
lowed the Alligator. “All I want are some nibbles from Uncle Wiggily’s 
And the Skillery Scallery creature made a jump for the bunny 


ears!’ 




























































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9 All of a sudden, just as the Alligator was going to grab him, Uncle 
Wiggily blew chalk dust from the blackboard eraser into the eyes, nose 
and mouth of the bad chap. “A-ker-choo! Ker-zoo! Ker-snitzium!” 
sneezed the ’Gator, and he flopped a somersault and jumped bitt of the 
window, not nibbling any ears at all. “Uncle Wiggily, I shall forgive 
you because you saved us from the bad Alligator,” said Miss Mouse. 

































And If the Ice Cream Doesn’t Catch Cold When It Goes to the Rag Doll’s Party 
With the Chocolate Cake’s Little Sister, the Next Pictures 
and Story Will Tell How 



NURSE JANE MADE A PUDDING AND SHE MADE 
IT HOT AND SWEET. THE DOGGIE BOYS SCRATCHED 
SNOW UPON THE ’GATOR WITH THEIR FEET. DIDN’T THEY? 
















































































3. All of a sudden, as Jackie and Peetie were talking of how good 
the snow pudding would taste (if they had any) all at once Uncle 
Wiggily looked around and cried out: “Oh, the Wolf is coming after 
us! He wants the snow pudding, 1 guess!” Then the bunny and the 
doggie boys ran, and Jackie barked: “The Wolf can’t have daddy’s 
pudding!” But the Wolf howled: “Zoo! Zoo! I’ll get that pudding!” 

































4. Unde Wiggily, Jackie and Peetie ran so fast with the pudding on 
the sled that they kept ahead of the Wolf. But the bad chap ran 
faster and he was almost catching up when, all of a sudden, the sled 
struck a stone under the snow. “Oh, see what has happened!” barked 
Jackie. For the tin pail of pudding bounced ofif the sled and hit the 
Wolf on the end of his soft, tender nose, bumping and burning him. 





















5. The Wolf was so frightened when the pail of pudding hit him on 
the nose that he ran away. And, as the pudding wasn’t in the least 
harmed, Uncle Wiggily picked it up and put it on the sled. “I’ll sit 
with it and hold it,” said Jackie. Then, all of a sudden, the Bob Cat 
began to chase after the three friends, howling: “I want ears! I want 
ears!” Uncle Wiggily told the doggie boys not to be afraid. 






































7. The Bob Cat dropped the pail of pudding after it burned him. 
Uncle Wiggily picked it up, put the cover back on the pail and started 
on again. “You sit on the sled and I’ll ride you and the snow pud- 
ding,” said the bunny. They had not gone very far before Jackie 
howled: “Something is chasing us. Uncle Wiggily!” The bunn> 
asked who it was. “It’s the Skillery Scallery Alligator!” said Peetie 




























8. Uncle Wiggily hopped as fast as he could, but still the ’Gator 
came on. “Wait a minute, Uncle Wiggily!” barktd Jackie. “Let 
Peetie and I stop this bad chap from chasing us.” The bunny wanted 
to know how the doggies could do this. “We’ll show you!” cried 
Peetie. He and Jackie scratched so much snow in the eyes, nose and 
mouth of the ’Gator that he could chase them no more. 








































WKen you have finisKed reading this nice 
little hook, perhaps you would like to read 
a larger volume about Uncle Wi^ly. 

If so, ^o to the book store and ask the 
Man for one of the Uncle Wi^ily Bed¬ 
time Story Books, they have a lot of 
Funny Pictures in and 31 stories—one for 
every ni3,ht in the month. If the book 
store man has none of these volumes ask 
him to ^et you one or send direct to the 
Publishers, 


A. L. BURT COMPANY. 



















































































































































































































































































This handsome book has large color pictures 
throughout and wonderful stories. Ask the book 
store man for Adventures of Uncle Wiggily. 

CHARLES E. GRAHAM & CO. 

NEWARK, N. J. 


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